Heya, I'm back with a new chapter. I'm starting to get back into a routine so this is nice. I'll try to keep it. Anyway I just realized that I have not given any of the American states human names. So I'll try and work those in this chapter. Enjoy and please review at the end, it makes me happy to read your reviews when I'm bored at work. Really, that's where I check them. 8 hours sitting at a desk sucks big time, don't tell my boss.

Alonsi (did I write that right?)

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Canada and Germany sat at a table with France in a rather cozy restaurant down the street from the hotel and conference center. Germany was stoic as ever while Canada seemed to fidget and France simply smiled and sipped his wine.

"So, Canada, I am curious as to how you did it?"

Canada looks nervously at France before looking at the German, "I don't know what you mean Papa. I haven't done anything."

France raises a brow at the nervous young man, "I am hurt mon fils that you would not trust me with this." Genuine hurt colors his eyes and he looks into his wine glass, "Gilbert was a very good friend of mine, what they did to him..."

Canada watches his father figure, feeling sorry for not having told him. "Francis he, Gilbert didn't want to tell you just yet. I'm sure once he, once he remembers more that he'll want you to know."

"Remembers?" France looks shocked at this and his gaze flits to the German who seems to just be scowling at him, he gulps. "What do you mean Matthieu? Gilbert is remembering?"

"Oui. He gets flashes of his past life every now and then, nothing complete. That's, that's why yesterday when you were talking to him he was so... nervous. Right now his strongest memory is of you..." The Canadian glances to Germany, he doesn't seem to notice, "Hurting someone he cared a great deal for. He's worried that you'll turn him in or expose him to the others."

France watches as Canada glances at Germany during his pause and he realizes what memory had caused his friend's reaction the day before. What startled him more was what Gilbert thought of him based on that memory. "Non non, I would never do that. Gilbert is mon ami. I could never hurt him or betray him like that."

Canada sighs, "I know that, but he is still scared and I told him I would not push these things on him. It took over sixty years for us to be ready to even tell Germany." Canada looks at the stoic blonde man before looking back to France. "We needed to wait until he had a stronger bond with the land before risking anyone finding him out. Honestly if Alfred hadn't found out I wouldn't have even brought him here."

France blinks, so he had even kept it from his brother. France had almost thought the two had been in on it together with the way America had acted towards the boy. "How is it your brother found out then?"

"Er, well he came barging into my house as usual, I wasn't home at the time and Gilbert had just come back from school with his friends. It wasn't the most pleasant of ways Alfred could have found out, he nearly smashed his skull in having assumed he had done something to me. I was lucky I got home at just the right moment."

France thinks about it and sighs at how the American automatically assumed the worst from the situation. Then something Canada said caught his attention. "Wait did you say you've been sending Gilbert to school!" He grinned in amusement at the thought of Gilbert surrounded by children all day and forced to interact with them.

"Uh yes. What else was I going to do, he looks like a kid and people would have gotten suspicious if he didn't go. Besides it gave him an opportunity to make friends."

The German nods in agreement, speaking up for the first time. "I thought it was an excellent idea myself."

"Oui, but this is Gilbert. I can only imagine the trouble the boy got into at school."

Canada blinks, "He never really got into trouble though. Well not until recently anyway."

France blinks in surprise before speaking agin. The three continue to chat amiably, being sure to keep their eyes open for the other nations. It wouldn't do to be overheard by them. A while into the conversation Germany mentions that Italy had also figured out who New Prussia was. The other two looked absolutely terrified at hearing he had done so on his own. If Italy could figure it out, what was stopping the rest of the world.

"I don't think we need to worry. I've been thinking about it and I think Italy, for whatever reason, plays the fool. Though I still can't believe he figured it out myself."

After they had gotten ice cream Alfred made sure to escort GIlbert all the way back to his and Matthew's room. He gave the smaller boy a hearty pat on the shoulder and thanked him again for being a hero earlier, he also told him he should make sure the door was locked and to not let anyone in until Matthew got back. Gilbert nods and heads into the room.

After seeing Gilbert safely to his room Alfred ushers his own back to their suite of rooms.

"Hey Dad?"

"Hmm, what is it Belle?" Alfred turns to the oldest with him, Ohio.

"Does New Prussia really look like the old Prussia?"

Alfred watches her, the other two watching them silently. Running a hand through his hair he lets out a sigh and looks up. "Yeah. In fact I told you about when I first saw him..." Alfred looks a bit sheepish at the memory.

"Yeah, you practically punched his face in without even waiting for an explanation."

"But Belle, what does this have to do with anything?"

"He recognized Belarus, without any prompting or need to describe her to the other nations. He knew it was her without a doubt. He also knew more about how to get us out of there than he would from any self defense course. No matter the level. He executed his plan with military precision." She frowns thinking back to even earlier, "He also recognized that we were being followed. I think he knew it was Belarus all the way back at the Statue of Liberty." Belle looks up from her thoughtful shoe watching, a frown on her face as she watches Alfred for a reaction.

Alfred looks at his child, a frown etching onto his face.

"But he saved us." They both glance at the Alaskan, "Whether he really is Prussia or just New Prussia shouldn't matter. We owe him at the very least."

Alfred nods at her and smiles again before scooping all three up into a hug, lifting them off the ground. "Anyu's right. I may need be holding you all right now if not for the kid. New Prussia or not doesn't matter." He chuckles and set them down just outside the door to their suite.

Opening the door he announces their arrival, "No need to fear the hero is back and victorious." He manages to shut the door behind them before all four are mobbed by the other occupants of the suite.

"Like oh God! I was so worried about you guys." A sunny blonde had wrapped the two youngest in a crushing hug and wasn't letting them go.

"Leona. Can't. Breathe."

"Oh God! Like I am so sorry Kenneth!" She releases them before launching herself at Belle, "Belle, sweetie are you alright? It must have been horrid. Being kidnapped like that and all."

"I'm fine Leona. We all are."

The long haired boy is the next to embrace Belle, "I was so worried about you Belle. Never make me worry like that again."

"Louis, really its not like I asked to get kidnapped.

A black haired girl was pulling Kenneth into the hug she already had Anyu trapped in, also cooing about how worried she had been. He was struggling to be let go, "Maria, let go of me. I'm not some baby."

The Alfred clone stood off to the side, trying to scowl, but it was obvious he had been worried also.

"Ret." Alfred grins and opens his arms earning a huff from the boy before he turns and walks back to the couch in the suite.

"Glad you guys are alright, even the damn yank."

Alfred chuckles at the southerner's feigned indifference and began ushering the rest back into the suite proper. It was good to see they were all starting to relax and get back to normal.

Matthew let out a sigh as he entered his and Gilbert's room, noting the lights were still on. "Gilbert?"

"In the bathroom." Matthew heard water running and then shut off before Gilbert stepped out of the bathroom. "What took you so long? I thought you'd have come right back after Alfred dragged me off."

"I got held up by France. He wanted to... to talk about you."

Gilbert tenses up on his way over to his bed and looks back at Matthew, worry evident in his eyes.

"I didn't have to tell him, he'd already figured it out on his own. I told you he might. He and you had been close friends before..."

Gilbert shrugs off his shirt before pulling on the one that had been tossed across his bed, "Yeah I know, you told me." He didn't seem happy about the Frenchman knowing but there was no helping it.

"Also Italy knows."

"Wha what?" Gilbert's voice cracks as he asks that question. The Italian knew too. Was he really that much like his former self that even the most idiotic nation could figure him out. He gulps. If that was the case what's to stop the rest of them from finding out and... He didn't even want to think about it.

Matthew had made his way to his bed and was also preparing to turn in when he caught the horrified look in his charge's eyes. "Ludwig said he figured it out and that we shouldn't worry. I think he might believe he isn't as dumb as he plays at being. I mean it is possible, Alfred does something similar with how he acts."

Gilbert slowly nods and climbs into the bed. That was true. Alfred may act like a complete moron but he used that act to hide the intelligence that lurked beneath. He was too scientifically advanced to not being hiding a brain under all that childish behavior. "Alright, I'll give him the benefit of the doubt." Pulling the covers around him Gilbert looks over at Matthew who is just then getting into his bed. "So what are we going to do tomorrow?"

"Well we were supposed to have an informal meeting to let you and the states get to know the nations tomorrow afternoon. I doubt that's been cancelled, but keep your guard up for Russia. I doubt his story about not being aware of what Belarus was up to today."

"Don't have to tell me twice."

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Ok so I have given the states some human names. And no they didn't come from out of nowhere. I did research to make sure I had appropriate names for them.

Maria Jones - Florida. Her name is Spanish since Spain was the first to make contact with her, er to colonize her. Whatever.

Louis Jones - Louisiana. Probably the only one that was way too obvious not to use. And if you didn't see it coming I shake my head at you.

Belle Jones - Ohio. Its French in origin and means beauty. The Northwest Territory was French before the English won it during the French and Indian War. Also Ohio is the local Native's word for beautiful, so I really couldn't resist the extra play on words.

Ret Jones - The South. Seriously I hope you guys caught this. Another lame choice maybe but hey Bonus points if anyone gets the movie reference this came from. As a side note I almost named him Ashley, but I took pity on Alfred's southern clone and gave him the more dashing name.

Leona Jones - California. Leona is a Spanish name, I think, that means lion. Lions are golden and she's the Golden state or something like that. So yeah. I'm going with that.

Anyu Jones - Alaska. Anyu is Inuit and the meaning is something to do with snow, child of snow or something like that.

Kenneth Jones - Hawaii. Ha, I didn't use a native Hawaiian name for him, but Kenneth does mean born of fire. So yay for being clever.

If you want more info on the names, or want to double check on Leona cause I'm too lazy right now, then just look them up. Love the internet, it is my research buddy.

Also(wow just saw how long this AN has gotten) I realize that Italy seems completely OOC up there and I have a reason for that. I'm even writing a side story prequel thing to explain it.

Please review and see ya next time all.